When Cheng Jia arrived at the construction site, it was already dusk.

Mo Xiuchen and Luo Haofeng were standing on the construction site wearing a safety helmet, talking to the chief engineer about something to the drawings, occasionally looking up at the building in front of them.

Seeing Cheng Jia, Luo Haofeng narrowed his eyes sharply, touched Mo Xiuchen beside him with his arms, and whispered: "Why is Cheng Jia coming? Did you let her come?"

Mo Xiuchen didn't raise his head, staring at the drawings, and replied lightly: "Well, in the afternoon, she called me and said she had something to give me. I don't know why, but I haven't arrived at the company for more than an hour. I just came out, so I asked her to come here to save her from going to the company and meeting Xiao Wenqing again, and what happened."

A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Haofeng's eyes and he said casually: "Bai Xiaoxiao, and Wen Ran, I saw her on the street, but she didn't see us. At that time, she turned into an alley and didn't know what she was doing."

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes and looked up at Luo Haofeng, "She said the traffic jams were stuck on the road. In fact, there was no traffic jam on that section of the road today, I know."

Luo Haofeng laughed: "It seems that Cheng Jia hasn't done anything good."

"Don't care about her."

Mo Xiuchen glanced at Cheng Jia who was about to walk in front of them, and ended his conversation with Luo Haofeng.

After a while, Cheng Jia walked up to them, looking at Mo Xiuchen with a faint joy, but she didn't dare to show it too clearly, but just shouted respectfully, "Mr. Mo!"

"Wait for me for a few minutes."

Mo Xiuchen was still staring at the drawings, listening to the chief engineer's words, but he didn't even look at Cheng Jia. The latter pursed his lips and replied softly, "Okay", standing there quietly, listening to them talking about things.

Ten minutes later, Mo Xiuchen and Luo Haofeng took off their safety helmets, Cheng Jia followed him away from the construction site and came not far away. They parked in front of the car by the side of the road.

"A Feng, you go back first."

Mo Xiuchen said lightly to Luo Haofeng. Luo Haofeng nodded, looked at Cheng Jia, who was dressed in sexy clothes, got into the car and left.

"You can say it now."

Mo Xiuchen leaned against the body of the car casually, without opening the door, and Cheng Jia wanted to get on the car. Cheng Jia hesitated for a while and said softly: "Mr. Mo, can I invite you to have a cup of coffee? Some words are inconvenient to say here."

She said, looking up at the surroundings. This is a construction site, under construction, and her voice is very loud, so it is indeed inconvenient to talk.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with thoughts, turned around, opened the car door and got into the car.

Cheng Jia was delighted on her face, and was about to go around the front of the car and sit in the passenger seat, but Mo Xiuchen called out: "You sit in the back."

Her steps paused, her expression froze!

"Mr. Mo, how can I let you be my driver?"

Mo Xiuchen asked her to do the back, but she didn't want her to be dirty and she didn't care about her sitting in the back, so he became her driver.

Seeing that Mo Xiuchen's face darkened slightly, and her thin lips were slightly cold, she subconsciously clenched her hands, pulled open the car door in the back row, and bent down to sit in.

*

In the cafe

Mo Xiuchen leaned on the back of the chair, and his narrow and deep eyes looked at Cheng Jia sitting opposite him indifferently. She took out a locked diary from her bag, pink, obviously, which was what she remembered on her daily life.

"My Master Mo, I have recorded everything in this diary over the past few years."

She held the diary in both hands and handed it to Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes sharply, and the look of looking at her was a little more rigorous and scrutinized, as if he didn't believe her words.

In his sharp eyes, Cheng Jia subconsciously straightened his back, forcing himself to bear the powerful sense of oppression he released, and insisted that he take over the diary.

There were not only what Mo Xiuchen wanted, but also her thoughts.

When she wrote this diary one day, she could see Mo Xiuchen. Therefore, she would not remember some of her dirty things. She was still smart.

It was not until her hands were lifted softly that Mo Xiuchen lazily reached out, took her diary and placed it on the table, and spoke calmly: "Actually, just tell me what you know. This diary is your personal property, which makes me feel bad."

Cheng Jia's face turned slightly red. When she thought of Mo Xiuchen's look at her diary, her heart beat faster and she felt inexplicably happy. After reading the diary, she would know how she liked him over the years and how she worshiped him like a god.

She didn't believe that Mo Xiuchen was really apart from Wen Ran, and would not be moved by other women at all. Didn't those idioms say that water wears away stones, or how to open metal and stone?

She believed that as long as she was patient and persevering enough, Mo Xiuchen would definitely be moved by her under the conditions of right time, place and people.

"My Master Mo, it will be very messy to say it. It's better to read this book. Don't worry, those are all real, and they were recorded when I knew it at that time."

Mo Xiuchen didn't respond, picked up the coffee and took a sip of it gracefully and put it down.

"There's one thing I don't know to say."

Mo Xiuchen raised his handsome eyebrows and signaled her to say.

"Actually, I also recorded this in my diary. I accidentally discovered about three years ago that Xiao Wenqing and a man checked in a hotel."

Cheng Jia spoke very quietly, as if she had settled herself down. She felt embarrassed when she said such a thing.

Mo Xiuchen's expression changed slightly, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Who is that man?"

"I don't know that, except for Xiao Wenqing, I have never seen anyone else. Those things are all eavesdropped on, or sometimes I see them accidentally. However, she contacted a man named Wu Tianyi the most."

"Do you still remember the man's appearance?"

Mo Xiuchen asked in a deep voice. He only knew about Wu Tianyi's existence a while ago. Xiao Wenqing's scheming was not inferior to Cheng Jia. She was also very careful in doing things. Therefore, he only found out that Wu Tianyi was not long ago.

But he doesn't know what his relationship with Xiao Wenqing is.

Recently, Wu Tianyi has never been to City G, and even if there is anything dirty between them, they will not know.

Cheng Jia frowned, tried hard to recall the scene he saw, and murmured: "The man is of medium size and a little fat. By the way, he speaks with a northern accent, and some of them, which I don't remember very much, but I wrote it very carefully in my diary at that time."

The implication is that he must read the diary.

Mo Xiuchen curled a cool curve in the corner of his lips, and sat upright on the back of the chair, stroked his long fingers on the coffee cup, and asked, "How are you doing with Xiao Liu recently?"
Chapter completed!